Arradon - Another Song

I'm posted with drank in my cup
Hol' up
Chain on my neck cost more than a buck
Most High showed loved
Bitch I'm blessed
Even tho A nigga cursed like the family crest
Got a lot up on my chest
Let me get it off
Front now like a pound
Let me get it off
Front later ima thank you a hater and a faker
Tell the truth
You ain't liking how we getting to the paper
Mayne Ya boy see all the hate cause I'm surrounded by love
Some close people changed like 2 tens for a dub
I dubbed it and I tripped I been chunking it up
Through trail and tribulations I can show you the cuts
I'm just a diamond in the rough
Plus my shorty is tough
She might just cut me off
To try to charge yo pussy ass up
Niggas don't know no better
So I stay in the cut
Niggas don't know no better
So I stay in the cut with some
Grand daddy purp
Watch ya live while we lurk
Since the day you was birthed
Niggas want you on a shirt
Worth a couple meal
Told baby she can chill
Cause I'm chasing after blues
Like my nick name was cirque
So much money need a rake
Hope you got it when the pistol drawn
Might be to gangsta might just save it for another song
Might be to gangsta ima save it for another song
Might be to gangsta ima save it for another song

Written by:
Kevin Arradondo

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